Vocaloid Meisters: Act 2 [Book 2 in the Vocaloid Meisters series] (SLOW UPDATES)

Chapter 11: Insert a Title Here

So many things I have to do, not enough time to do them, now the question remains, ‘Why are there so many kishin?’ Times like this is when I wish my Father was still alive, he’d know what to do.

“Kidd.”I turned to see Liz. Her brown hair fell to mid back, and her outfits were always symmetrical. She was always my favorite. “Take a break alright? It’s amazing we even found more meisters and weapons on such short notice. Just rest for at the least eight minutes. And even better, we found more of the Vocaloids.”

That’s right…”Okay, just eight minutes though.”I am Death the Kidd, son of Shinigami, I am a Grim Reaper, and I am the new Lord Death.

“Hey Lynn, did you know that Nathalie obtained Luka?” Lynn glanced up to see who was talking to her. It was Ski, the ‘newcomer’ if you will. Lynn has blond hair that goes to her shoulders and she has bangs. She really doesn’t look all that much like Rin or Len. Ski now has blond hair as well that goes a little past his neck, but it isn’t like a mullet or anything, it’s kind of cute. Ski’s eyes are a hazel that constantly switches from a fierce green to an electric blue. The blue being Power, green being Ski. Lynn glanced down at her phone to check the time and sighed. “Yep I already knew, it’s hard not to… Who’s that?” Lynn tilted her head to see a girl peeking over Ski’s shoulder.

“Oh, yeah I forgot to introduce her, this is Mei, she has Sweet.” Mei had blond hair too, but it was a darker shade of yellow, almost dirty blond, which was most likely her natural hair color. Mei waved, trying to look as small as possible.

“Hi… no offence Lynn, but you look more like a boy then your brother.” Mei said, her voice getting softer and softer as she became more nervous. Lynn smirked, “Yeah I know.”

Thwack! My sister who’s better than me, of course she gets all of Father’s praise. Anger rose up and bubbled inside of her, she quickly drew another arrow and speed shot it. She winced as the familiar pain bolted up her arm-she’d hit the inside of her arm with the bow. She swore and looked at her target. They were perfectly aligned in the center, five of them, only one astray which was on the nine-point ring. (the small red circle outside the yellow ten point one).

This is Alice, weapon master. Anything considered able to kill Alice knew how to wield them. Her Father prefers her older sister over here though. How much she hates her sister. She stepped down on the string the ends of her bow edges down. Alice unstrung her bow and carefully folded up the string. She unscrewed the bow so it was just the middle part with the sight and arrow holder. Alice took off the sight and packed everything up, leaving the target up.

It was time, she thought, to move on and master something her Dad liked. He liked… dancing. And … singing. Alice didn’t know how to sing or dance.

She felt an electric stir in her right pocked. Alice yanked out her phone, it was Mei calling. She frowned in distaste as a male Japanese voice sang for her ringtone. For the sake of shutting the voice up she slid her finger across the screen and held the phone up to her hearing holes.

“What?”

“Hi hi Arisu!” The familiar voice squeaked in her ear, “I fell in love!” Love: sharing a strong passionate affection for one of the same or other gender.

“With somebody of the same or other gender?” Alice questioned repeating the dictionary result from the massive definitions she’d written out once.

“Other gender, silly! Nothing against the other but I’m just not that kind of-“ she was being airy again. “Mei.” Alice monotone. “Why are you telling me this?”